Gossip in the Grain

Such the lazy jackstraw

Always late for tea

Never bothers to ring lately

Says the silly sparrow

"There's gossip in the grain

Have you heard the... Oh you don't say

Someday, someday

A snow shall fill the trees

You'd best make warm the eves."

Callous is the old crow

He'd mock even the sun

Eyes as black as blood

Bone crack in the craw

He'd say, he'd say

Always a nevermind

Always a nevermind

Truth be beggar that holds his tongue

Dines on none, none but air alone